We can be strong, we can be strong Out on this lonely road, on the road to love We can be strong, we can be strong Follow that unicorn on the road to
I love a fast car And you got a fast ride So won't you take me for a spin out on your highway 'Cuz it's rainin' outside and I know that a drive might
Wir fahr'n fahr'n fahr'n auf der autobahn Vor uns liegt ein weites tal Die sonne scheint mit glitzerstrahl Die fahrbahn ist ein graues band Weisse streifen
Uh, who's bad? I'm bad (That's right) I am Michael Jackson, Puff Daddy, bad Boy, I will strike you with the belt like your dad (That's right) I will (
Well, they raised that horse to be a jumper He was owned by a mid-west bible thumper His preacher was a Louisiana drummer Took all winter to get through
Around the Roses Got a feeling I'm wrong. Got a feeling the joke's on me. Thought that you were my friend. Around the roses again. Around the roses again
There's some friends that I know living in this town and I've come far to see them. Gonna track em' down. They live in a brick house painted white and
Headed back down south Gonna see my daddy's mistress Gonna buy back her forgiveness Pay off every witness One more time down south Sell the family headstones
A coyote ran across the road On the move without a home A flash of light reminded me of you This could well be your last stand Hold the sunlight in your
You say what you want to Jack I'm gonna get my baby back Trouble came right away Now you say she's gone to stay Cough it up, hit the street Left without
There's a shadow on the moon tonight I swear I see your face Up there with the satellites Looking down from outerspace Me, I'm drifting home again Headlights
I'm passing sleeping cities Fading by degrees Not believing all I see to be so I'm flyin' over backyards Country homes and ranches Watching life between
Had to find some higher ground Had some fear to get around You can't say what you don't know Later on won't work no more Last time through I hid my tracks
Well, The Golden Rose sailed with a broken man Going south Got on board with a woman to lead him around By the mouth And it's goodbye, Golden Rose Yeah
Living free is gaining on me Can't keep ahead of my dreams My relief turned out a thief Smooth as rocks in the stream This old town is a sad affair You
Save a dream for me, the words hang in the air Her demons take the dare Above the lonely feather circles to the ground The house don't make a sound Turn
[Intro - Freeway - talking (Beanie Sigel)] (Damn Free, we like thirty seconds in on "The Stimulus Package" You ain't talked to the people yet) Yeah I
[Intro - Freeway - talking - w/ ad libs] Woo! Free! Yeah, we in here Uh huh, let's get 'em [Chorus - Freeway - w/ ad libs] Who am I? Microphone killa